"There's no way I'll leave without getting to the bottom of it. Madam, you only need to tell me whether this matter has anything to do with you."
Marissa shot daggers at Raeleigh. "Who died and left you in charge?"
Raeleigh answered, "I was the victim in that fire and many people in the orphanage had been murdered for nothing."
Marissa could not retain her composure. She stood up and pointed her finger at Raeleigh. "Get out of here right now. Get lost."
Trevor focused his eyes on Marrisa. "Did you really do it?"
Marissa looked back at him slowly as he asked, "Why did you do it?"
Trembling, she looked at Trevor. "Did I have a choice? At that time, the Osteen family had been looking for her everywhere. If they found her, they would get to us, then everything our family had achieved would go up in smoke. I didn't mean to take the child away. I was also a victim. What should I do?"
Marissa sobbed it out while Trevor's face turned pale. He asked her, "Did you decide to set that fire on your own, or did the Doyle family deliberately incite you to do it?"
"The Doyle family didn't ask me to set the fire, but they told me that the child was still alive, asking me why I sent the child to the orphanage. Back then, I was beguiled by them into believing that they had goodwill, so I ordered someone to set the fire. I didn't mean it. Do you understand?"
"Marissa." It had been many years since Trevor last called her in such a way, which made her weepy.
Trevor said, "You've known it since forever that Raeleigh was the child who escaped from that deadly fire?"
"Yes, I've long known it."
"Therefore, you find fault with everything she does because you don't want her to marry into our family?"
"How am I supposed to let her marry into our family? It was me who had taken her away and lost her. She wound up in an orphanage. After I plotted the fire, she didn't die, but so many other people were killed. Do you think it was easy for me to handle the guilt? Everything should have come to an end, but she was alive and intended to marry into our family. If so, she would show herself in front of me all day long. How could I tolerate that?" "You couldn't tolerate it, huh? What about those people who had died? What about the Osteen family? Could they put up with it?" Trevor got up and questioned Marissa loudly. Marissa shook her head and sat down on the sofa.
At this moment, Hansen and Jenna entered the living room. They waved their hands and gestured to the servants to leave. The situation had already gone out of control. No one had foreseen that things would go on in such a way.
"Raeleigh."
Jepherson stood behind his parents. Raeleigh looked back at him and said, "I'm here to verify if your grandmother was the one behind that horrendous fire. I don't intend to do anything else. It's time to put the lid on this matter.
I'm leaving. Please excuse me."
Raeleigh turned around to leave. Lenold, who stood outside, cleared his throat to remind her. He felt disinclined to pass Austin's message by himself as he didn't want to offend anyone.
Raeleigh recalled the message. She turned around and gazed at Marissa, "I've a message for you. I've already acknowledged and regarded Austin as my elder brother for several years. Before I came here, he asked me to tell you that he won't let me marry into the Richards family in your lifetime, so don't you worry in the future. Also, I wish you a long life."
With that, Raeleigh turned and went outside. When she passed by the door, Jepherson called her, "Raeleigh."
Raeleigh stopped in her tracks. "You only have to focus on treating your illness and nursing yourself back to health. Henceforth, we're even. I'm going to Green House now. I'll bring Shaney over here for you to have a look."
After Raeleigh finished her words, she left, leaving Jepherson standing by the door and staring blankly at her back.
Lenold also stopped and said, "Take good care of yourself. Bye."
After Raeleigh left, Jepherson swept his eyes to Marissa. Now that the truth had come to light, there was nothing left to say.
Jepherson walked back on his own and Jenna followed behind him. The entire Richards family had been surrounded by a sense of gloominess. Jenna felt so impotent at the moment. It never occurred to her that Marissa would do such a thing. She doubted if Marissa was senile since she was still young more than a decade ago.
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